VEY smart move. How old was Jr when he finally slept in his own bed without fear, if I may ask?
I don't think Becky will give it up any time soon.
I don't know that there was ever really a fear issue. A lot of times though it was easier for me to take him to bed than to get him to just go to bed.
Last time I remember was the night his cat died. He was seven, but that was a special circumstance.
Oh wait, there was also that one time right before Luke was born (Jr. was 10) that we lost power for 2 days due to an ice/snow storm. We all piled up in one bed under every blanked we owned.